Strip

Hey guys, this is my first ever story so there might be a few mistakes now & then but I hope you like it! :)

P.s. My grammar is a bit bad but thats because im on my phone so yeah. Haha

xoxo

Dessa.

Prologue:

Walking on the stage I looked down at the crowd of guys all chanting my stage name and wolf whistling while holding cash in their hands.

As you've probably figured I'm a stripper. You must be wondering why I chose such a demeaning occupation and I could go on about excuses as to why I'm stripping but like most strippers I need the money. My mother abandoned my family when I was 5; my father fell into depression and got really sick. he eventually fell out of a job due to his sickness. He pretended he was fine for mine and my brothers sake but we saw he was hurting, we would usually see him coughing up blood and over the years he just got worse, it was heartbreaking seeing my father go though so much pain. My brother tried doing the best he could looking after me and dad but we struggled, jason (my brother) was only 10 at the time. I never had a birthday or christmas and usually cried in my pillow at night after school because I would see all of the girls bringing toys to school & talking about their mums & I was always filled with envy. As I grew older my longing for a mother decreased but I was still full of resentment towards the lady who claimed to be my mum. I dropped out of high school when I was 16 because my father was close to dying and my brothers income alone was not enough to support him as well as feed us. I could tell the stress was getting to him and I hated not being able to help. His fake reassuring smiles were not fooling me & i needed to help so I applied for a job at an exclusive strip club called strip.

The owner looked at me as if I were a joke and laughed in my face but after what felt like hours of begging he gave in giving me a shot, he gave me one night to prove myself & at the end of it to say he was impressed was an understatement. So here I am now an 18 year old stripper swaying my hips to the beat to get ready to start my performance.

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